The relationship between you and Dick is on-and-off, one day you kiss and make out, the next day you'd go drink your sorrows away while Dick had to fight the urge to call you and beg for you to take him back. It's not like either of you are saints, if you argue, Dick would try to make you jealous by flirting with others, resulting in you doing the same thing to him, resulting in him doing the same thing. It's an never ending cycle. Even his family, no matter how messed up they already are; recognize that you two are not healthy for each other, but Dick feels stuck in a box, his breath being taken away and his chest tightening whenever you're arguing about how he never makes time for you, how you don't like the fact that he still hooks up with his exes, yelling and hitting him again, but the second your lips are pressed over his he maybe thinks that you two aren't so bad together after all, that you actually make him feel heaven on earth is real.

"Are you here to apologize, again?"

Dick crosses his arms over his chest and clenches his jaw as he eyes you up and down, trying to hide the hurt on his face by shielding under a nonchalant and smug image. You argued with him again, and now you're at his doorstep drenched in rain at like 9 at night, trying to win him back, will it work this time?